Chapter 2: Dreams

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I didn't know where I was. I just walked around - lost and afraid. I was in the middle of the woods, it was cold and dampy. I didn't have my phone with me, so I had no goddamn idea of what the time could possibly be. The only thing I could see was sea green and light blue colors everywhere. I was too tired to walk more, so I sat down on a fallen tree, and waited. I'm not sure what I'm waiting for though; my Aunt Kate, my mom, my friends, my home, I don't know. But I'm waiting for something to happen. Then, I feel something cold on my skin. I was the only person around, from I could tell, and nobody was touching me (obviously). I looked around frantically, I didn't know where the source of this freezing point was coming from. I slid off the tree and looked for a cave of some sort, and I saw a few rocks leaning against each other. I started to jog towards them, but something stops me.

I hear pounding footsteps on the forest floor, along the sound of twigs snapping and leaves being crushed. I can't move, I can't move! Why won't my legs move!? I stand there petrified as I smell something. The sound of the footsteps stop, and I hear a voice. I could tell it was a guy's voice, but I couldn't see who it was, which horrified me the most.

"Do you need help?" The male voice says. His voice is very gentle, but a little rough. I slowly gulp. I didn't know if this was some crazy ass murder or someone actually trying to help me.

"Y-yes. Please, I don't know where I am." I stuttered, squeezing my eyes shut. I open my eyes as soon as he steps in front of me. I've never met this boy before, nor seen him in my life. He looked about 18, had pale skin, dark chocolate hair, he was tall, and he had very bright butterscotch eyes. He was wearing a black long sleeve shirt with denim jeans with red converse. I though it was a weird outfit, but he looked so... Beautiful. Gorgeous. All the words that describe something so graceful. The 'pretty' boy swiftly swept me into his arms and carried me to the leaning rocks. Once we got there, he carefully set me down on a pile of moss that was dry.

"I'm going to look for some wood so we can have a nice fire going, or at least for you." The boy then walked out into the dim-lit forest and disappeared.

£-°-£ A few minutes later... £-°-£

The boy comes back (Yay! Company!) and immediately starts to make a fire. The way his hands moved, they were so swift. After I notice my muscles tensing up, I try to relax. Only to hear more footsteps.

"Not again!" I shrieked silently to myself. "Um, there's more footsteps coming this way!" I whispered franticly to the mysterious boy.

"I'll be right back Bella." As soon as he finished that sentence, I was flabbergasted. How did he know my name?

"Wait! How do you know my name?!" I called after him, as he was walking outside.

"Spoilers." Was all he said.

After he said that, it felt like I was falling, I don't know where, but it felt like I was. I open my eyes only to be met with a gaze of the window right next to me. I sit up in bed and look around the bedroom. Everything felt so real, but it was only a dream and I was back at my Aunt Kate's house.

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